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reasons he may have for wishing it. So don't you The weather, as it frequently does in our variafear, Jacob, that I will listen to him even if he comes ble English climate, had suddenly changed by the with £50 in his hand, or £500 for that matter. As morning, and although it had been calm during the I said before, if we don't find fairer friends for her night, by the time the ladies reached Hurlston a than he and his wife are like to prove, Maiden May strong east wind sent the surf rolling up on the shall be our child."
beach in a way which to the ladies, unaccustomed to
the seaside, appeared very terrible. Algernon, who CHAPTER IX.- A SAIL IN THE NANCY.
was on horseback, met them. CAPTAIN FANCOURT took his departure for Portsmouth “ The boat Harry went out in has not come back,” to commission the Triton, promising to send for he observed, “but as the fishing-boats generally Harry as soon as the frigate was sufficiently return about this hour, she will probably soon be in.” advanced to give a midshipman anything to do Mrs. Castleton, her anxiety increased by the appearon board.
ance of the weather, begged her companions to wait. “I will ride by a single anchor, so as to be ready “Is that the boat ?" she asked, pointing to a sail to slip at a moment's notice," answered Harry.
approaching the shore. Harry recollected his engagement to take a cruise
“I think not, that seems a large vessel,” answered in Adam Halliburt's boat.
Algernon, and he rode towards the pier, where a “Come, Algernon,” he said to his elder brother, number of people were collected, while others were a tall, slight youth, three or four years his senior, coming from various directions. There seemed some with remarkably refined manners, "you would enjoy excitement among them. They were watching the a trip to sea for a few hours in the Nancy. It would ship observed by Mrs. Castleton, which, in the give you something to talk about when you go to distance, had to her appeared so small, though in college, and you have never been on salt water in reality a large brig. your life.”
“She brought up an hour ago in the roads, but " Thank you,” said Algernon, "I do not wish to only just now made sail again," was the answer to
" gain my first experience of sea-life in a fishing-boat.” Algernon's question. “As she is standing for the
"I want to see how these fishermen live, and I mouth of thò river she is probably leaky, and her should have been glad of your company,” answered crew are afraid of not keeping her atíoat in the heavy Harry; “but perhaps you would find it rather too
sea now running." rough a life for your taste, so I will go alone, and Algernon watched the brig, which, under a press to-morrow when I return I will ride with you wher- of canvas, came tearing along towards the mouth of ever you like."
the harbour, and as she drew nearer the jets of water Harry, after luncheon, set off on his pony to Hurl. issuing from her scuppers showed that his informant ston, while Algernon accompanied his mother and
was correct in his opinion. She laboured heavily, the two Miss Pembertons in the carriage to the same and it seemed doubtful whether she could be kept village, where they wished to look at a cottage which afloat long enough to run up the harbour. Sir Reginald had told them was to be let, and The larger fishing-boats were away, but two or which they had proposed, should it suit them, to take. three smaller ones were got ready to go out to her They were much pleased with its appearance. It stood assistance, though with the sea then rolling in there on ihe higher ground above the village, surrounded would be considerable danger in doing so. by shrubberies, in an opening through which a view At length the brig drew near enough to allow the of the sea was obtained. On one side was
On one side as a pretty people on board to be easily distinguished. The flower garden, and as Miss Pemberton led her sister master stood conning the vessel—the crew tere at through the rooms and about the grounds, describing their stations. So narrow tras the entrance that the the place, they agreed that had it been built for them greatest care and skill were required to hit it. they could not have been more thoroughly satisfied. Ålgernon heard great doubts expressed among the Mr. Groocock therefore received directions to secure spectators as to the stranger being able to get in. Downside Cottage, and they determined to occupy it as In a few seconds more, a sea bearing her on, she soon as it could be got ready for them.
seemed about to rush into the harbour, when a craslı Sir Reginald, on hearing of the decision of the was heard, the water washed over her deck, both
, Miss Pembertons, invited them to remain in the the masts fell, and her hull, swinging round, blocked meantime at Texford, where he hoped, even after up the entrance. The men on shore rushed to their they were settled, they would become constant boats to render assistance to the unfortunate crew, visitors.
but as the foaming seas washed them off the deck, “I am getting an old man now, and as I cannot the current which ran out of the river swept them hunt or attend to my magisterial duties, I am grate-away, and though so close to land, in sight of their ful to friends who will come and see me, and you fellow-creatures, not one of the hapless men was have only to send over a note and my carriage will rescued. be at your disposal.”
At length several tiny sails were seen in the Miss Pemberton assured Sir Reginald that one of distance, and were pronounced by the people on their chief inducements in taking the cottage was to the pier to be the returning fishing-boats. Some be near a kinsman whom they so greatly esteemed. were seen standing away to' the north to land
Mrs. Castleton the next morning had become apparently in that direction, while three steered for anxious at the non-appearance of Harry; she Hurlston. had not heard of his intention of remaining out In consequence of the mouth of the river being during the night till Algernon told her. Ho agreed blocked up, Algernon found that the boats would to ride down to Hurlston to ascertain if the boat had have to run on the beach, all of them being built of returned, and as the Miss Pembertons wished to pay a form to do this, although those belonging to another visit to the cottage, the carriage was 'ordered Hurlston could usually take shelter in their harbour. and Mrs. Castleton accompanied them.
As the boats drew near, signals were made to warn
them of what had occurred. The pooplo in the lead you," exclaimed Mrs. Castleton, as he came up; ing boat, either not understanding the signal or fancy- " and I do hope that you will not go off again in one
I ing that there would be still room to get up the of those horrible little fishing-boats; you run dangers harbour, kept on, and only when close to it perceived enough when on board ship in your professional duty what had occurred. On this the boat hauled her wind without exposing yourself to unnecessary risk.” and attempted to stand off, so as to take the beach “I assure you I have been in no danger whatever, in the proper fashion, but a sea caught her and drove except, perhaps, when the boat was running in for her bodily on the sands, rolling her over and sending the beach," answered Harry, laughing.
" When we the people struggling in the surf.
went off we did not expect to have to do that, and I The men on shore rushed forward to help their am very sorry that you should have been anxious friends.
about me. However, I promise to remain quietly Mrs. Castleton shirieked out with terror, suppos- on shore till I am summoned to join my slup, and as ing that Harry was in the boat.
I am somewhat damp, I will get my pony, which I Algernon, who was not destitute of courage, rode left at the Castleton Arms in the village, and ride his horse into the surf and succoeded in dragging home with Algernon.” The ladies accordingly, reout a man who was on the point of being carried off. entering the carriage, drove towards Texford, and Again he went in and saved another in the same way, Harry and his brother followed soon afterwards. looking anxiously round for Harry. He was nowhere to be seen, and to his relief he found that the
CILATTER X.-MAY'S NEW FRIENDS. Nancy was one of the sternmost boats. Two poor fellows in the boat were carried away, notwithstand Harry refrained from making another trip in the ing all the efforts made to secure them. Much of Nancy, though he told Adam Halliburt that he had the boat's gear was lost, and she herself was greatly hoped to do so. IIe seldom, however, caught sight damaged.
of the blue sea in his rides without wishing to be " Which is the Nancy?” inquired Algernon, round upon it.
. whom several people were collected, eager to thank One day he and Algernon, on a ride over the downs, him for the courage he had just displayed.
passed near the old mill.
Miles Gaffin was standing She was pointed out to him. On she came under at the door, while behind him, tugging at a sack, a close-reefed sail.
was his man, whose countenance appeared to Harry, Adam, probably suspecting that something was as he caught sight of it for a moment, one of the wrong by having seen the boat haul up to get off the most surly and ill-favoured he had ever set eyes on. shore, was on the look-out for signals.
“No wonder the farmers prefer sending their corn The second boat came on shore, narrowly escaping to a distance to having it ground by such a couple,' the fate of the first. Still the Nancy ras to come. he thought. The miller took off his hat as he saw She was seen labouring on amid the foaming seas. the lads. Algernon scarcely noticed the salute. Now she sank into the trough of a huge wave, which “I am sorry, young gentlemen, not to have had rose up astern and rolled in with foam-covered crest, the pleasure of giving you a trip in my luggor,” said curling over as if about to overwhelm her. Another the miller, in a frank, off-hand tone. “If, however, blast filled her sails, and just escaping the huge billow you and your brother are disposed to come, we will which came roaring astern, the next moment, sur- run down the coast to Harwich, or to any other place rounded by a mass of hissing waters, she was carried you would like to visit, and I will guarantee not to high up on the beach. Most of her active crew get you into such a mess as old Halliburt did, I instantly leaped out, and joined by their friends on understand, the other day." shore, began hauling her up the beach, when another “ Thank you," said Harry, "my brother has sea rolling in nearly carried them off their legs. no fancy for the salt water, and as I shall be off Harry, however, who had remained in the stern of again to sea shortly, I cannot avail myself of your the boat with Halliburt, leaped on shore at the offer.” moment the waters receded and escaped with a “Did any one advise you not to go on board my slight wetting
craft ?” asked Gaffin, suddenly. As they made their way up the beach, a fair-haired, Harry hesitated. Llue-eyed little girl ran out froin among the crowd “ Adam Halliburt offered to take me a trip, and and threw herself, regardless of Adam's dripping as Mr. Groocock thought I should prefer the Nancy garments, into his arms.
to any other craft, I arranged to go with him," he "Maidy May so glad you safe," she exclaimed, as said at length. the fisherman bestowed a kiss on her brow. · We "Ah, I guessed how it was. My neighbours are afraid the cruel sea take you away.”
apt to say unpleasant things about me. Mr. " There was no great danger of that, my little Groocock told you I was not a man to be trusted, maiden," answered Adam, putting her down. She didn't he ?" then ran towards Jacob and bestowed the same
"My brother has said that he preferred the fisheraffectionate greeting on him. Holding his hand, man's boat," said Algernon, coming to Harry's she tried to draw him away from the surf, as if afraid | assistance, "and I consider that you have no right that, disappointed of its prey, it might still carry to ask further why he declined your offer. Goodhim off.
day to you, sir; come along, Harry,” and Algernon Harry remarked the reception the fisherman and rode on. his son met with from the interesting-looking child, “ Proud young cock, he crows as loudly as his and he never forgot those bright blue eyes and the father was wont to do," muttered the miller, casting animated expression of that lovely countenance. an angry glance at the young gentlemen ; "I shall
Summoned by his brother, he now hastened to have my revenge some day.” assure his mother of his safety.
“I do not like the look of that fellow," observed “My dear boy, we have been very anxious about | Algernon, when they had got out of earshot of the
mill. “I am glad you did not go on board his , ubject of his attention was but a little fisher-girl, invessel.”
sisted on escorting her, and at length induced his sister “He seems rather free and easy in his manners, and and her governess to return, promising to hurry back bis tone wasn't quite respectful, but I suppose liis as soon as he had placed the child under Dame pride was hurt because I chose another man's boat Halliburt's caro. instead of his," answered Harry.
They soon found the stile which led into the patlı “You did not observe the scowl on his countenance May should have followed. She took lIarry's hand when he spoke," said Algernon.
without hesitation, and as she ran along by his side, Algernon evidently possessed the valuable gift of prattled with a freedom which perfect confidence discernment of character which some can alone gain could alone have given her. She talked of the time by long experience.
he had been off in the Nancy, and how anxious she The family party were separating one morning had felt lest any harm should befall the boat. after breakfast, when, the front door standing open " And you are very foud of the sea ?” she said, on that varm summer day, Harry, as he passed looking up in his face. through the hall, caught sight of Dame Halliburt “Yes ; I am a sailor, and it is my duty to go to approaching with her basket of fish, accompanied by sea, and I love it for itself," said Harry ; " I hope as the blue-eyed little girl he had seen when landing you live close to it that you love it too." from the Nancy.
Oh no, no, no," answered May; “I do not love “Come here, Julia,” he exclaimed. “Does not it, for it's so cruel, it drowns so many people. I can't that sturdy fish wife with her little daughter trotting love what is cruel.” along by her side present a pretty picture? I wish “ It could not be cruel to you, I am sure,” said an artist were here to tako them as we see them Harry. “Does your father ever take you in his now."
boat? Harry proposed asking Dame Halliburt and the
“Yes, I have been in the boat, I know, but it little girl to come up to the porch, but they had by was a long, long time ago, and I have been on the this time passed on towards the back entrance. sea far, far away.”
** The dame is probably in a hurry to sell her fish She stopped as if she had too indistinct a recolleeand to go on her way,” observed Miss Pemberton. tion of the events that had occurred to describe “ We will talk to her another time.”
them. “Come, Harry, madame is ready to give you your Harry was puzzled to understand to what she French lesson,” said Julia, and they went into the alluded, and naturally fancied that she spoke of house.
some trip her father had taken her on board his boat, Before luncheon Madame De La Motte proposed not doubting, of course, that she was the fisherman's taking a walk.
daughter. “And we will talk French as we proceed. You In a short time they caught sight of Damo shall learn as much as you will from your books," Halliburt, when Harry, delivering Maiden May to she said, inviting Harry to accompany her and her her care, without waiting to receive her thanks pupil. Harry gallantly expressed his pleasure, and hurried homewards as he had promised. they set out to take a ramble through the fields in the direction of Hurlston.
They had got to some distance, and wore about to turn back, when they saw in the field beyond them the same little girl in the red cloak who had como
Sonnets of the Sacred Hear. with Dame Halliburt to the house.
They went up to her, for they knew there was a bull in that field that might be excited by her red THIRD SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. cloak.
“ How came you to be in the field by yourself?” “When He was come down from the mountain-there canie asked Julia, addressing the little girl.
a leper and worshipped Him, saying, Lord, if Thou wilt, Thou “Mother told me to take the path across the fields canst make me clean. And Jesus put forth His hand and while she went round by the road to call at somo touched him, saying, I will ; be thou clean. And imme. houses,” she answered.
diately his leprosy was cleansel.”-St. Matt. viii. 1–3. "To whom do you belong, and what is your name?” asked madame, looking admiringly at the E comes to give; He comes to take away : child's delicate and pretty features.
Restorer and Destroyer. Good and III “I belong to Adam Halliburt, and he calls me
Rise, fall, before Him. So doth He fulfil his Maiden May," answered the child. “Maiden May! that is a very pretty name,”
The mission of His watchman's cry, “The day observed madame. “But you are very young to go
And the night cometh.” To His Yea and Nay su far alone.”
Are subject all things. See Him from the hill “We must not let you go alone,” said Harry; “I
Descending: hear the absolute “I will” will take care of you till you meet your mother.”
That from the Lord of Evil wrests his prey! “If you will come to the hall we will send one of the servants with you,” said Julia.
Redeemar! from Thy leavenly height come down; “No, no,” said Harry, "you go back, as you Thou, Who didst give more gladness to the glad, must be in at luncheon, and I will take care of the Now smiling on the sinful and the sad, little girl."
Let sin and sorrow die before Thy frown. " Thank you, thank you,” repeated Maiden May, “ but I am not afraid.”
B; Thine “I will” this direr plague destroy, Harry, however, with true chivalry, though the And let the sin-sad leper sing for joy.
BY THE REV. S. J. STONE, MA.
BY MARY HOWITT.
FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY.* Resolving to thine ear the notes of time
And out of discords making sweet delight ? “His disciples came to Him, and awoke Him, saying, Lord, save us : we perish. And He saith unto them, Why Make thyself pure, or in that Vision die !
Hast thou this hope ? then, heart and hand and eye, are yo fearful, o ye of little faith? Then He arose, and rebuked the winds and the sea ; and there was a great calm.”St. Matt. viii, 25, 26.
Proclaims Him God, they of His company, T was early in October. We had bade adieu to the
church roofs, tiled like the backs of dragons; and And He doth image that He was, and is,
had caught from beyond the mountain range, which
surrounds the town, our last view of the stern peaks And is for ever, God. The seas are His:
of the mysterious Dolomites. We had now come to He made them with a word; a word's control where almond-trees grew in fields of millet and Can bow them at His Feet. Lo, with His Form, Indian corn, where mulberry-trees were planted in Uprising at their faith's weak fearful cry,
long rows alternated with viues; now The tumult dwindles to a summer sigh.
amongst chestnut-trees casting deep shadows, now
amongst rice-fields and beds of tall reeds, followed "Be still," and all is peace where all was storm. by swampy tracts, the overflow of the untameable So, Lord, in my wild hours of pain and grief and desolating Adige,--which, as yet innocent of the Since I believe, forgive mine unbelief.
ruin which it was so soon to bring, poured its lively waters down the Brenner Pass, ever increasing as
they ran from many a foaming cataract and rivulet TIFTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY.
which had gathered force from the late rains. “Whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the Name of its old historic memories, and so onward through
We have passed Trent, with its thirty towers and the Lord Jesus.”_Coloss. iii. 17.
a barren stony flat, the record of the ever-recurring THOU
OU art the keeper of thy Master's Name, floods of the Adige. The receding Alpine region
filled our background, and the Alpine river, now
rapid, now sullen, flowed through our foreground, Thy life will be to men a monument
until, at length, all was lost in the shadows of evenTo the honour of the Christ or to His shame.
ing. Ala, the frontier of Italy, was passed with its Thou art the champion of thy Captain's fame, examination of luggage; then, with nothing to meet O Christian soldier. Solemn sacrament
the eye beyond the lamp-lit interior of our carriage, Hath bound theo: and thy service will be spent
we sped on swiftly through the external darkness.
In the meantime, the phantasmagoria of the imagiTo the issue of His glory or His blame.
nation filled with its associated images the picture Make thy life His: since thou art not thine own: and portrait gallery of the mind; and amidst theso Thou knowest at what price thy soul was priced, latter shows pre-eminently one grave, majestic figure, Then live as though within thee lived the Christ! with drooped head and meditative, sternly-set counBeing His, and His for over and alone.
tenance, Dante, whose refuge in exile, Verona, ve
were to reach that night. That thou hast been with Him, in deed and word
Already through the darkness we seo a circle of Let men take knowledge of thee seen and heard. far-off lights twinkling from the many fortresses
round Verona serrated fortress beyond fortress, SIXTHI SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY.
erected by its many masters, from the time of the
old Roman rule to that of Austria, the key to whose “We shall sec Him as He is. And every man that hath Italian possessions Verona was considered, and whose this hope in him purifieth himself, even as He is pure."— defences of the city are regarded as the triumph of 1 St. John iii. 2, 3.
modern military engineering, Of its immediate
fortifications we, however, saw little, as, entering HAST thou a Hope which is the secret Stream Verona in the railway omnibus, we rumbled under
Warming the ocean of thy life ? the Star a heavy arched gateway and jolted along the narrow Which hardly known to sight and very far
silent streets, bordered with lofty houses, yet all of
so ancient a character, that had we encountered the Is central to thy being ? the one Gleam
two gentlemen of Verona, Valentine and Porteus, That, amid lights which are not what they seem, attended by Speed and Launce, or a brawling rout Authentic, eminent, no mists can mar,
of the Montague and Capulet retainers, "biting their Thy soul's sure beacon o'er the harbour bar
thumbs at each other," it might scarcely have seemed Where the last surges line the shore extreme ?
strange. A Hope, which in its promise to thy sight
If a prolonged residenee in a foreign land ensures
accuracy of information and the ability to speak from Is as the inusic of the eternal chime
knowledge, it is almost always at the expense of the
freshness of first impressions and the keen delight of * In this year there are only thrce Sumays after Epiphany, and therefore next week will contain the sunnet for septuagesima ründay, novelty, in which the differences and the dissimilaribut, that the series may be complete for other years, Sonnets for the ties between the old and new impress themselves so Fourth, Fifth, and sixth Sundays after Epiphany are included in this number,
strongly on the mind. Let us now, therefore, if we cnn, combine the tro, and take our strolls through | been satisfactory in the result. We set ourselves, this old Verona, which may be selected from all therefore, to work in a more methodical manner, and other Italian cities as combining in itself the richest betook ourselves to the Piazza delle Erbo, which, condetail of Italian life, poetry, and history of the middle nected with soine of the most remarkable portions of ages, and see it all as with the fresh senses of one Verona, remains as picturesque as heart can wish. whose perceptions are not dulled by familiarity. This old market-place, the present vegetable and
Verona was early astir the next morning; so were fruit market, was, as the guide-book tells us, in the we, and whilst the bells were sending forth their old Roman days the Forum of Verona, and every musical cadence from the campaniles of churches step brings before us some object of historic interest. and convents, were out in the streets, mingling with Many of its buildings are of a quaint and rich arelithe passing throng, our eyes wandering from object tectural style, whilst the front of the old palace, to object with untiring interest. Here are open which faces you as you enter from the Corso, is shops, and dark-eyed faces, old and young, looking covered with frescoes presenting figures of large out from their chiaro oscuro like old portraits. There and noble proportions, strong-limbed and majestic is a heavy carved balcony of grey stone, hanging as women, and herculean men in boldly foreshortened it were on that picturesque house front, over which attitudes. “The small, open tribune, near the market lean a couple of women in dolce far niente attitude, cross,” says Murray, “occupies the place of an older the one in a scarlet bodice, the other with a snow- building, to which the newly elected Capitano del white kerchief over her head. How well they look! | Popolo of the Free City, after hearing mass at the But everything is full of effect: that second heavy | cathedral, was conducted, and where, after he had grey stone balcony, brilliant with flowers, the long addressed the people, he was invested with the trails of which hang low and wave in the soft breeze ; insignia of office.” The fountain in the centre is said that little shrine at the street corner, the lamp before to have been first erected by King Berengarius in which is always kept burning; and this glimpse 916, and was restored and provided with an addiunder the broad old archway into an ancient palace tional supply of water by Can-Signorio, or Cangarden, with its fountains, its thick masses of Grande, the host of Dante, the ninth of the Scaligers, greenery, and its faded frescoes on the walls.
or Scalas, in 1368. Can-Grande also erected that Thus strolling on and admiring right and left, ve high tower which rises aloft at the farther end of the come into the little piazza, where faces us the piazza, and placed in it the first clock ever seen in beautiful church of St. Anastasia, and now again Verona. The building on the opposite side, with we pause on one of the bridges over the Adige, arches and painted windows-the Casa dei Mercanti which runs through the city, to contemplate the site or Exchange-was built by an early Scala in 1301, of the old palace of Theodoric, that * Dietrich of and the pillar at the end of the square by which we Bern,” or Verona, who will always live as a true hero entered was raised by the Venetians in 1524, when in the legendary poetry of Germany. We had seen Verona was subject to their power, to support the his tomb in Ravenna, his memory was groen in our proud winged lion of St. Mark, which was, however, minds, and we now looked with pleasure on the old doposed in 1799, when that republic submitted to site of his palace with its lordly view. So, standing the French. and gazing with our thoughts in the past, we are at If the buildings around the piazza afford matter once recalled to the present by a busy sound of light of interest to the mind, no less does its open space, footsteps, and perceive a long line of little school. crowded by people, principally women selling fruit girls advancing, all dressed alike in lilac print and vegetables, which are heaped around in southern frocks and capes, each with her little fan in her hand affluence. Thé glowing sunshine is warded off by a and her innocent little head covered with a small
grove, as it were, of colossal mushrooms--otherwise black lace veil. These are the little women—the white umbrellas. These umbrellas, expanded above future wives and mothers of Verona. A prettier the stalls during the day, are, if you cross the marketsight could hardly be. Now we look over the bridgę place in the evening or at night, seen furled and and see the river sweep round in a bold curve, and rising in long lines of white peaks, like an array of on either bank a row of irregular, ancient houses, very lean ghosts. close to the water's edge, red-tiled, and steeped in It is almost with reluctance that we leave this Italian sunshine, with a cloudless, deep blue sky lively scene, where the stout, comely women stand above, and here and there, on some upland ridge, laughing-with their flashing black eyes, their thickly; a distant group of black cypresses. A more cha- braided black hair, their great golden earrings and racteristic bit of Italy could not be imagined, unless coral necklaces-amongst their luscious purple figs, at the end of the bridge, in the shade of the their sunny grapes, melons, pumpkins, or scarlet crumbling wall of that little osteria, where stand
tomatoes. Never was there a richer luxury of yoked together a pair of mild-oyed, cream-coloured colour. oxen in a dray, upon which rests a couple of long wine
It is in this piazza, we would remind our readers barrels, purple-stained in long streaks as if hooped of modern English poetry, that Browning has placed with the juice of the grape, and garlanded with the opening scene of “Sordello,” Sordello's troubavagrant vino branches, the bung of each þarrel dour life being passed between Verona, Mantua, stopped with the pale yellow spathes of the maize, a and Ferrara, amid the surging waves of that Guelph heap of which lies on the ground before the oxen, and Ghibelline bloodshed which from generation to from which they ever and anon take a mouthful, generation of the middle ages inundated those old gazing the while on the passers-by with their soft, cities of North Italy. plaintive eyes.
It was a different scene from that which we have We could have been well satisfied simply to witnessed, which Browning describes, whenwander about the streets enjoying whatever of picturesque or poetical presented itself, but this dolce
"Gathering in the ancient market-place far niente mode of seeing Verona would hardly have Talked crowd with restless crowd, and not a face